Standing outside of the room, she noticed that it was open, the inside slide lock holding the door ajar.“Sir, are you in there,” she called, squea...ily from the door.“S.C., should I come in,” she asked when no answer came. SC was his agreed upon ‘casual’ name. Sir was the preference, or Master, but SC was the casual alternative. It was significant, as it stood for something very special.With no answer, she pushed open the door a little at a time, until she was standing just inside the door. She. I hope you won’t tell outsiders but I won’t fault you if you do. I’m ... I’m not a terrible person.”“We know that,” Ryan said. “That’s why this hit me so hard. I know you’re a good person.”“Have any of you talked to Stephanie and Jill?” I asked.“I talked to Jill,” Brian said. “I’m not sure how she is going to go. I tried to point out that you stepped in for her when she was in trouble. You had no one to do that when you were in the same spot. I don’t know if I did any good. I guess we’ll see. I. He could have whipped it off and been inside her by now. She couldn’t have stopped him; not that she would have protested anyway, but this was her choice; her decision. She held on to his manhood; her handcuffs dangling from one of her wrists as she made her decision. Her fingers reached for the bottom of the condom and began pulling back the rolled end. It was difficult. She was used to taking them off spent cocks not fully erect ones. As she pulled it off she felt a few droplets of his cum. He undressed me slowly as if enjoying every stitch. He took the time to suck each of my hard nipples. I moaned and squirmed, wanting him so much it ached. He was slow and purposeful with every move, so different that the frantic eager fucking we’d had in the threesome. It was as if he was savoring every second and actually making love to me. I was in paradise. He sat me on the edge of the bed and pushed me back, kneeling in front of me on the floor. He was just as patient in spreading my legs,.